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My May 20th birthday request -
Steve Rogers x Male Reader (Top M! Reader)
Neighbor Steve Rogers, Male Reader is Steve's neighbor and he's chilling in his backyard when he hears moaning and something hitting glass so he goes to check and is shocked to see a suction cup dildo stuck to his neighbor's back widow and his neighbor Steve fucking himself on it -his big beautiful asscheeks slamming against the glass suddenly Steve looks and sees the male reader looking and freezes then Steve smiles and starts going again looking at the male reader then after awhile he pulls off the dildo and walks away suddenly confusing the male reader then his backdoor opens and he's standing there naked and asks if the male reader wants to replace the dildo instead of watching and he agrees so steve pulls the male reader into his house and brings him to his room and the Male Reader eats Steve out then Steve uses his cock, Dom bottom Steve Rogers and sub top Male Reader. Steve uses his cock and the male reader cums in Steve multiple times (I'm thinking at least four or five) the male reader then takes a picture of Steve's cum leaking ass and sets it as his screen savor with Steve's permission of course (that's inspired by a fic of yours that I read) and they end up falling asleep cuddling. Cut to the next day and the male reader gets a text from Steve saying to go to the backyard and when he does he sees Steve using the suction cup dildo again fucking himself on it with his asscheeks slamming against the window and the male reader happily watches... Hope this is ok, I'll send an ask in a second asking what you think can you let me know if it's ok or not when I do....
(btw Steve is NOT ftm in this fic and neither is the male reader I just wanna clarify in case, and can you please not use the word pussy to talk about Steve's ass can it just be called his hole or ass) sorry I don't mean to be rude I just wanted to ask because I know some people like that and others don't.
Happy birthday to dear Anon
Don't be shy
Warning. 18+. Mature content. Dom Bottom character. Dom Bottom Steve Rogers. Sub Top Male Reader. Both reader and character have a cock. Exhibitionism. Use of sex toys. Creampie. Agape.
Neighbor! Dom Bottom Steve Rogers x Sub Top Male Reader
It's been only a few months since you've moved out of the loud city into a rather nice, isolated suburban neighborhood. Sure, it took you some time to get used to the quietness of the place, but it felt nice, it felt peaceful, perfect for you.
The neighborhood had everything that you needed, it wasn't so far from the city so it was easy for you to go to work and come back. Convenience stores were accessible, malls and restaurants as well, everything was at your reach. The neighbors were surprisingly all nice, there were mainly elderly people and families, they did prefer the quiet life, so there were some little rules around like; don't throw a loud party with music at full volume at twelve in the morning, thankfully, you were not part of that kind of people.
As a gay man, finding single gay men in this neighborhood was hard, it was a challenge. But oh well, what can you do about it? However, your neighbor, who lived just by the side of your house, caught your eye. Steve, you remember his name, he's a good man, and also very attractive one. Tall, broad, muscular, blond, with beautiful blue eyes and a charming smile. Sigh, he's probably straight, you thought.
You met him the first day you moved to your new house, while you were moving the heavy boxes from your car, he had come back from jogging. You remember very well how his shirt was soaked in sweat, clinging so well on his torso, highlighting his muscles under that fabric... It was hard to look away, but you were forced, there was no way you were going to be seen as a creep in your first day. Steve was a gentleman, he helped you move your boxes inside and even offered you to join him tomorrow for a jog, to which you had to sadly decline as you had work to do. But you two kept in touch with eachother, everytime you were leaving for work, Steve was already coming back from his morning jog, giving you the chance to exchange some few words before proceeding with your day.
For many months, you coudln't stop thinking about your handsome neighbor who seemed to come from one of these porno movies you used to watch. You never tried to flirt with him, you never invited him for a drink with that kind of intension, because in your mind, you thought he was as straight as a pole.
Until now.
You were taking the sun outside in your backyard, enjoying the summer weather of June. Drink in your hand and sunglasses on, it felt good to have a day far from the stress of work. The thought of inviting Steve for some drinks and BBQ in your backyard had crossed your mind, but you haven't seen him in the whole day, he was probably busy, so you decided not to bother him or anything. That was until weird noises were heard from the other side of the fence, they were coming from Steve's house. At first you didn't mind, Steve was probably doing some hard work, and it would be rude to not mind your own business. However, it was getting harder to ignore the constant hitting on the window. It wasn't like a knock that you'd do with the hand on the glass, no, it sounded like a heavier object was hitting on it. Did Steve need your help? Was he doing mannual labor? At this hour?
The heavy hits on the window kept going, and at some point you had enough of them. You stood up from your chair and went to observe over the fence to see what was going on. The moment you stood near the large wooden fence and peeked over, your eyes widened when the sight of two plump, perfect, pale asscheeks smuched against the window came abruptly. By pure instinct and shock, you turned to look away, already panting with your heart beating fast inside your chest. What was that? You had to imagine it. Was that Steve? He was obviously... taking personal matters in, you should just ignore what you just saw and go back to drinking your pink limonade... but...
You mentally cursed yourself, already feeling dirty, guilty, disgusting, before peeking over the fence again, and taking in that special sight your neighbor was so easily giving.
A soft groan was heard from you as your cheeks slowly turned red.
It was indeed your neighbor Steve, naked, fully naked right at his window. He was smashing his ass against the glass, but what caught your eyes, was the obvious sight of his stretched, wide open hole pressing against the window with every harsh thrust of his hips. It seems Steve was fucking himself on a toy, a transparent suction cup dildo stuck on the window of his house. Steve couldn't see you, he hasn't noticed your presence yet as his back was turned on you.
Your eyes were glued on how Steve's perfect, soft asscheeks smashed on the glass with each thrust, that particular zone on the window was growing wetter and foggy. His hole, wide open, was such a lewd sight for you, but you couldn't stop staring at it. You could see his pink gummy walls so well. The muffled moans of Steve could be slightly heard from your position, he was going all in with his firm and harsh thrusts. His neglected cock and balls were hanging heavy between his legs, bouncing with each thrust, the tip leaking a stream of pre-cum right on the floor.
"Fuck..." you groaned lowly. Your pants felt all of the sudden tight on you, your cock had woken up, interested by the view. It grew slowly hard, but throbbed excitedly inside the fabric of your pants. Couldn't help but slowly palm yourself in hopes to calm your raging erection.
The fear of getting caught was present in your mind, but the sight of such a gorgeous man doing something as lewd as fucking himself on the window, right where his neighbors could see him, was something you couldn't miss.
At some point, his moans grew louder just like the banging on the window. His hands held his cheeks open as his hole clenched faster and eager around the dildo. The thrusts of the blond man's hips got slower all of the sudden, his legs trembled, and his cock throbbed furiously while shooting thick ropes of cum on the floor. What a mess. An exquisite mess. You enjoyed it, your cock fully hard under your pants, begging to be released.
Your eyes went down on your zipper, hesitating on whether pulling it out or not. Then looked up again to check if Steve was still there, and your heart stopped beating for a minute when you met with two blue eyes staring at you from inside of the house. Steve caught you staring, oh fuck. Oh fuck. Heat came to your cheeks, and sweat on your forehead, your mind was glitching, trying to figure out what to do right now. Look away? Say sorry? Fake a seizure?
Nothing, actually. Steve smiled and winked at you before moving his hips back on the toy while staring at you. You didn't know what to do, this was a surprise, a welcoming surprise. His hand went to squeeze one of his asscheeks before slaming his ass against the window again. He wanted you to look at him fucking himself, and that almost made you cum inside your pants.
Steve's leg's opened more slightly, exposing his cock that was waking up very slowly once again. He pulled back from the glistening toy, his eyes still on you as he bit his lower lip, he moved his hips a bit before moving two fingers between his cheeks and opening his hole for you to see. Was this an invitation?
But then he stopped, before walking away from the window. Where was he going? You panicked for a little second, wanting to see more of him, already missing his body.
The backdoor then opened, revealing that perfect body your cock was begging to fuck. Steve stood there, handsome as always, smiling at you, showing his pearl white teeth.
"You know..." he started, "that toy is useful, but it doesn't reach some spots I want to feel."
You blinked, not believing what he was telling you, you could only let out a soft, "Oh..."
"Right? So, would you like to replace it?" Oh.
Your mind first screamed "YES", but your lips were hesitant. Your body, on the other hand, did agree with your mind, and your head just nodded slowly.
Steve's smile widened before approaching the fence. Once standing face to face with you, he effortlessly ripped a plank of wood from the fence, making space for you to enter his backyard. Your eyes widened at the action, such strength was impressive... and scary. The blond man chuckled at your reaction and pulled you inside by grabbing the collar of your shirt. "Don't be shy, handsome."
Once inside his house, he dragged you across the halls and pulled you inside his bedroom before pushing you on the comfortable bed. Steve moved on top of you, and you felt so small under him.
"Uh.. Steve..." you mumbled, cheeks feeling hot as his amazing chest was centimers close to your face.
"Remove your pants," he demanded, his breath shaking slightly.
Your hands moved on their own to your pants, removing your pants in a hurry, not wanting to make Steve wait much longer. Your cock jumped out of the confines happily, finally free, standing tall and proud right under Steve.
The blond man bit his lower lip, turned on by how excited you were from watching him fuck himself on the window of his backyard.
"You have a nice one... probably bigger than that toy, fuck." Just by seeing the size of your cock, he was already out of breath. "You'll have to stretch me some more, darling."
"Right," you agreed with him, excited to finally feel him, Steve loved that.
"Go on then." Right after he finished his sentence, you pushed him down on the mattress and lifted his hips so his legs were above your shoulders. "What are you- Ooh!" His brain turned off once you kissed that perfect entrance of his. "Oh fuck..."
You moved his legs forward so you could have a better view of that sweet asshole. Pink, puffy, slick with juice and lube and slightly stretched from the dildo, was a lewd view yet so appetitizing.
"My god..." you mumbled before licking it slowly, provoking another moan from the man under you. "So delicious..." You pushed two fingers of yours inside, stretching open, enough for you to push your tongue in.
"Gosh! Y/n...!" Steve had a strong grip on the sheets, his hole clenching around your fingers as it tried to suck them deeper.
You removed your fingers and replaced it with your tongue, you first pushed the tip in to test the waters. Steve clenched again by pure instinct at the feeling of the warm muscle inside of him. He tasted amazing, you moved your tongue around to make more space to fit in, and pushed deeper until your whole mouth was between his cheeks.
Steve's legs wrapped around your head, holding you there to eat his ass out.
"Yes, yes, fuck... eat my ass," he moaned delightfuly.
You held his hips with your hands tightly as you moved your tongue more eagerly. Saliva was coating around the exquisite entrance as you sucked in hungrily, your tongue moved in a circular motion, rubbing all the good spots. For oxygen you had to pull back, a string of saliva connected your lips from the puffy hole. "You taste fantastic," you complimented, kissing the soft skin of his inner thighs.
"Hmm, it felt so good, go back in." With his legs tangled around your head, Steve puched you back in his ass, your mouth landing back on that hole to which you welcomed gladly with your tongue going deep inside again. "Hmmm, yesss... oh yes!"
His inner walls kept you trapped inside, sucking your tongue deeper. The continuous wet slurp of your mouth and his entrance accompanied by the dirty moans of Steve were the only things you could hear.
"Oh-oooh... I'm coming... gosh, I'm coming... nghh-aah!" His cock throbbed violently as cum started to spurt out from the tip and landed right on his beautiful, flushing face and perfect, strong chest. "Ahn..." He looked sinfully gorgeous, you could devour him with kisses.
"Sluuurrp... haaa, perfect hole for me," you commented, pulling back once more to stare down at the pink, wet mess of Steve's entrance.
Steve chuckled as he reached down with one hand to wrap around your cock, giving it some few pumps. "Mhm, and perfect dick for me. Go on Y/n, give it one last kiss before I take your dick inside me."
You grinned before kissing and sucking his entrance one last time before gently laying him back down on the mattress. "How you wanna do it now?" you asked.
Steve turned around on his stomach, got on four and brought his ass up. "Here, I prefer this position." With one hand, he pulled open his asscheeks, exposing his puckered, slick hole winking at you eagerly. "Go on, what are you waiting for?" To tempt you more, Steve pushed two fingers inside him, but you didn't need to be tempted, you wanted to be inside so badly.
On the palm of your hand you spat and rubbed the saliva on your cock to make it work as lube. Once ready, you lined the tip with his asshole and slowly pushed inside the head first.
"Fuck, yes..." you heard him gasp happily.
It felt so warm inside him, so wet, and incredibly tight despite the preparation.
"Gosh... Steve..."
"Keep pushing, nghh... keep pushing, I can take it." He moved his hips slowly towards you, wanting to take more.
With your hands on his hips, you sank deeper. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, you could swear they reached the back of your throat, so hot inside, your cock could probably melt inside.
"Shit... how can you be so tight?" You had to stop moving to take some air back in your lungs. Your mind was spiralling with how good it felt to be buried inside your neighbor.
Steve whined, happy to finally have a real cock deep inside him, he's been craving to have a good fuck for a while now. "Don't stop moving, sweetie... I need you to fuck me so good."
You gave one thrust, and had to bite your lip hard to prevent a loud moan from escaping. "Fuck... I can't..." Steve whined again and moved his hips backwards, fucking himself on your cock like he did with the dildo downstairs. "Shit! Steve... wait- ah!"
"I'm a very patient man, Y/n... but not this time, so don't tell me to wait when you know I'm hungry." He stood on his knees and brought an arm around your neck before continuing to use your cock.
For support you wrapped your arms around his waist while you moaned close to his ear. His plump ass met with your hips at an increasing pace as he kept going faster and faster. Small curses left his lips before shutting himself up by kissing you deeply, his tongue pushing past your lips to explore your mouth.
"Hmmm..." You could feel how Steve's inner walls tightened around your cock, holding a firm grip on your shaft and everytime you pulled back, it sucked you back in. "Hell..."
Steve wasn't far away from losing his mind on your dick, that's for sure. "Grab my chest..." he mumbled through soft gasps.
"Huh..?"
"Grab my chest, play with my chest...." He grabbed your hands and placed them on top of his pectorals, forcing you to squeeze the flesh under your palm, to grip them, massage them hard till his pale skin turned red. "Yes... yes... oh yes...!"
It felt good to grab those soft muscles with your hand, your fingers went to tease his nipples until they grew hard and erected.
Steve clenched again, and it almost made you cum.
You kissed his neck and shoulder, dragging your tongue on the sweaty skin. Your balls felt heavy with all the cum ready to come out and fill his hole like a glazed donut. "Steve, I'm- gosh, I'm so close..."
The blond man went back on four on the mattress, pushing his ass further on your hips. "Inside! Please cum inside...!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! God, yes!"
Reassuered by Steve's confirmation, you removed all restraints from yourself as you started to move slower yet deeper inside him, giving harsh thrusts with your hips. Steve buried his face in the pillow, biting the fabric as he held back a loud moan the moment he felt hot and fuzzy inside. You gasped, delighted at the feeling of releasing a load of cum right inside your neighbor, it flooded every corner, and it felt as if a massive weight just got removed from you.
With a soft sigh, you collapsed on top of Steve, satisfied. But the calmness didn't take long to finish when Steve removed you from on top and pushed you on your back against the mattress. He swiftly moved on top of you, sitting on your shaft without penetrating himself.
"You're done already?" He pouted before leaning down to kiss you savagely. "But I still want more..."
His lips went lower on your body, your jaw, chin, throat and chest before he looked up at you with his baby blue eyes, begging for you to accept another round.
"A-alright, I guess we can go for another round."
Steve smiled at your response. "That's the spirit." He sat straight and wrapped a hand around your awakening cock. "I see you have no difficulty on growing hard for me, again..." He lined himself with the head of your cock, you could feel his wet and stretched entrance full of your cum from your first orgasm. Steve slowly started to sink on it, letting out a low, long moan of pleasure. It wasn't hard for you to go all deep in one go, the cum inside worked like the perfect lubrification.
"You feel amazing, Steve," you groaned, your hands resting lazily on his strong thighs.
"I feel so full inside, hmmph... I love that feeling..." Once he was ready, he started to bounce a little. "Oh... hmm..."
You just laid back and enjoyed the show, a handsome man, so perfect, so wonderful, was giving you the best ride you ever had, and probably would ever have in your life. His plump red lips were parted in a small 'o', his eyes were closed, you could see better his long eyelashes, his cheeks were red, blushing and his hair was a mess with sweat, stuck on his forehead. What a beautiful man, fucking himself on your cock.
"Oh gosh..." Steve's hands moved to your chest as a support when he started to bounce faster, the mess of cum, juices and sweat was forming a pool on your pelvis, drooling down your thighs. The slapping of skins came back, louder than during the first round, it was disgustingly delightful to your ears. "Ah..ahn!"
"Fuck... don't stop moaning..."
Steve moved a bit to get more comfortable and went back to riding you like no tomorrow. With the way he was bouncing, accompanied by his weight, you were sure you'd end with shattered hips at the end of the day. But you didn't mind.
"Ah! Ah fuuuuck!" He clenched so tight and his cock throbbed as ropes of cum came out from his hard cock. "Ah! Ah shit! Shit!" He kept riding through his orgasm, his legs quivered, threatening to surrender. "Right there! Right-unghh!" His orgasm came to an end, but not his thrusts, he dragged his hips in circular motions. "My prostate... right there..."
He went harder on you, the bed started to shake under your weights, creaking sounds made their presence know as well as the head of the bed hitting the wall.
But Steve was too far to care.
"St-Steve.. ah! Slow down.. oh... the neighbors are going to hear us..." you said, worried. Steve had a good reputation with the neighbors, you didn't want to ruin that for him.
However, the blond man didn't listen, too focused on hitting that sweet spot inside him. He was driven by sex, wanting nothing but to satisfy his needs as he used your cock as his new personal dildo. Steve did the whole opposite of what you told him to do, he went harder, faster, deeper, abusing his prostate, moaning louder.
He grabbed the headboard and unconsciously cracked the edge of it from how tight his grip was. "Shit! Shit! Shit fuck! Ah! Make me cum! Make me cum hard!"
You could barely hear his words, it was foggy inside your head, you couldn't even keep your eyes open. You reached another level of pleasure, one you didn't think it was possible to achieve. A pressure could be felt at the base of your cock, then a tingling sensation at the tip; you were close.
The grip on Steve's thighs tightened painfully, and it seemed Steve loved that pain.
"Ah! Ah! Y-hungh! You're close...? Haa..." he asked as he looked down at you with feverish eyes. You nodded, words couldn't be formed anymore. Steve bit his lower lip, happy with your answer, and made sure you give harsher bounces to quicken that orgasm. "Inside... cum inside me again... haa... I promise there's room for more..."
As if his words were a spell, your body released another orgasm, a loud strangled gasp was heard from you while your balls emptied inside Steve.
Steve's mouth was open in a silent moan. He lowered down and kissed you deeply.
"Let's do it again..."
"What-?"
"Shhh..." A finger of his shuched you down as he sat, lifted his hips and pulled your cock out of his stuffed hole. "I want you to stuff me so good I can't even walk properly...."
You were slightly horrified by that man's stamina, he was still demanding more after two orgasms.
"But... I just came two times..." you said with a little trembling voice.
"Come on, Y/n..." He scooped some of your cum with his finger before sucking it clean. "I know you have more in there..." Then he cupped your balls on the palm of his hand, giving them a firm squeeze.
Your cock throbbed, interested, betraying you thoughts.
Steve moved from on top of you and turned around, facing away from you before showing his stretched hole full of cum that was drooling down his white thighs.
"You want to give me more... right?"
Yes.
You came a total of three times, now going through the fourth round. Your balls were slightly hurting, but you couldn't stop thrusting inside Steve who was under you as you pinned him missionary style.
"Such a dirty man you are, Steve! Haa! Ah!" You held his legs wide open over his chest as you kept pounding his fucked up ass full of cum.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck! Ah! Ahn! Fuck me up, baby!" Steve's chest was a mess of his cum, your cum, sweat, and probably saliva too. But he didn't care at all, the look of wrecked suited him so well.
With a swift move you turned him on his stomach, spanked his bubble butt and shoved your cock right back in with a harsh thrust, making the blond man whine loudly on the pillow before biting it hard. With each thrust, he'd whine like a whore, wanting and begging for more.
"Yesh..! Oh yesh... hmmm!" A dumb, stupid, fucked, wrecked smile adorned his ruined angelical face full of lust. "Fuck me uuupp..."
"You love that?" you asked, panting, before giving another harsh spank on his bouncing cheeks. "You love that, hmm?"
He cried, nodding his head repeatedly. "Yessh... I lof thaaat..."
You pulled your cock out for a moment, admiring the view of Steve's wide open, stuffed hole full of white cum. You spat in it before stretching it more with your fingers. Steve whined, missing your cock, he was so ready to beg for more, to demand you to shove your cock back inside him. His needyness was turning you on so much, couldn't resist it and had to pound inside him again.
Steve's cock shot another load of cum, this time weaker than the three last ones.
"Nghh..."
"Don't worry baby... I'm close too..." Like a dog, you gave quick and precise thrusts, feeling your fourth orgasm building.
"More... more cum..."
You tried to go faster, almost lost balance for a moment. "Yes... so close..." The fourth orgasm was harder and slightly painful, your balls were tired, completely empty. You bit gently Steve's shoulder to muffle a loud moan while Steve kept biting the pillow, hole clenching with each pump of cum right inside his filled guts.
Both of you stayed still, coming down from your orgasms. Slowly, you pulled your cock out, it slipped easily. Cum came falling down like a small river down Steve's wet thighs. The blond man collapsed on the bed, breathing hard, fully satisfied by now.
Your eyes were glued on his ass, it was beautiful the mess you've done of him.
"Steve... can I take a souvenir?" you asked as you reached down to your pants on the floor and grabbed the phone from the pocket.
Steve blinked slowly, taking his sweet time to register your words.
He noticed the phone in your hands, and understood what you wanted.
"Mhm... sure..." He opened his asscheeks for you shamelessly.
You smiled, loving the sight. You opened the camera in your phone and pointed at his perfect, wrecked, stuffed hole and took some pictures of it. When you decided for one, you made it as your wallpaper for your phone, loving it, you were going to keep it for a good while.
When everything was set, you collapsed by Steve's side and pulled him between your arms to which he responded by hugging you around your waist.
"Hmm... thank you..." he mumbled tiredly, before closing his eyes and falling asleep on your chest.
You had to leave his house and come back to yours at midnight, making sure to not get noticed by one of your neighbors as you didn't want to raise suspicions.
The next day after that long, intense and hot session with your neighbor, you came back to your backyard to take care of your garden.
You glanced at your kind neighbor's house, hoping to see him in his room, but he was nowhere to be seen. For a moment you didn't mind, until the loud banging on window could be heard from the other side of your fence.
Recognizing the sound, you grinned and went to glance over the fence, and as predicted, there was your sweet neighbor Steve, fucking himself back on that transparent suction cup dildo against his window; giving you the perfect view of his still stretched hole that you ruined yesterday.
You admired the view with a soft smirk. Steve noticed your presence over his shoulder and grinned back at you as he kept thrusting against the toy while holding eye contanct with you. The window started to get foggy against his smashed, perfect ass, giving the perfect lewd sight for you. It was as if his hole was kissing the glass.
Steve pulled back from the toy, opened his cheeks exposing his hole and stretched the ring of muscles with two of his fingers before mouthing at you "Don't be shy".
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Right now it's 10pm, 19th, but I also want to post it a bit in advance because... I'm impatient to post. So happy birthday in advance, dear anon.
UPDATE: I forgot the part where Steve texts reader to come outside, I apologize dear anon. If you still want me to add it, just let me know and I'll modify the text.
جئت تريد القلب والقلب شظايا ودمار يغمرني يغمر حتى القلب لم يبق بقايا ما عاد العصفور يغرد في صدري ما عاد هجرتني الأطيار جميعاً لبلادٍ تعشق فيها وأنا مسكونٌ بقيودي أي بلادي أي بلاد روما هل قاسيتِ حريقاً مثل حريقي يا طروادة قولي هل حوصرت فجف الماء ومات الزهركما بحصاري كم يخجلني الدمع ولكن ما سعة الأحداق لتحمل من أقداري لا البحر هو البحر لا ولا الشطآن ولا حتى القمر قادرٌ أن يذكرني وجه من أحببت غادرتني لهفة الشوق وغاباتٌ من الأشجارأدركها اليباس وإحتباس الصوت أدركني وقضبان الحديد وجئت تريد جئت تريد القلب تريد تريد القلب والقلب شظايا
How do you choose not to feel? I do not know. Right now, I am failing.
STAR TREK INTO DARKNESS 2013 | dir. J. J. Abrams
I did that job once.
What are your pronouns and would you like to join my union
1981 Paul Newman sitting down in his "Drink Wet Cement" shirt
Sketch practice. A1 Cap + CE
Peter Parker took 'stealing your boyfriend's clothes' very seriously:
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btw the spiderman brand new trailer is SO PEAK ! ! ! it's gonna be the BEST SPIDERMAN MOVIE.
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Synopsis: One night the reader is caught jerking off, which leads into a mutual jerk-off, and fucking reader’s dad.
TW: incest, reader is perverted (top), dadc3st, reader is an adult ofc, breeding, kinda goony lol.
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Your dad sits across the dinner table from you, his plate nearly full still, despite yours being half-empty, his laptop opened just to the side, holding most of his attention. You push a piece of chicken across the plate, his eyes moving to his phone when the screen lights up, his hands switching to pick it up, responding to someone's text. You watch his hands as his thumbs type, they're veiny, hairy, strong. Like most of him, you have to swallow from the gathering spit in your throat, feeling some shameful rush, you're mind wandering too close to that line.
You finish the rest of dinner in the same silence it started, your dad mostly focused on work. He types, his hand only bringing food to his mouth once in a while, you watch his jaw move as he eats, the way it tenses as he reads something on the screen. Eventually you gather your empty plate and utensils to bring into the kitchen, rinsing them to put away in the dishwasher. You pass him again heading up to your room, glancing as you climb the stairs. He wears a blue button-up, it stretches over his broad shoulders, rolled up to his elbow showing his forearm. Your hand grips the railing a little tightly as you hurry upstairs, gently shutting the door to your room.
You huff as you land on your bed, head almost spinning from whatever intense thing has been happening to you recently. Your dad has always been distant, quiet, gruff, kind of mean sometimes. He's never hurt you, not on purpose, but his short responses just get to you. Worse than anything is growing interest you seem to be having in his body, his built, big body. How big is he, down there? Do you compare at all?
Thinking about it makes your face burn, but your dick stirs, already having been close to a half-chub you feel yourself start to fill out. You swallow dryly, rolling your hips gives you the relief of friction inside your boxers, your cock hardening to a rigid, aching boner. Does he jerk off? He has to, right? Almost any man gets horny, but fuck the thought turns you on, you picture the serious, rough man naked, hairy all over, those same big hands gripping his greasy dick. Thick maybe? Curves in some lewd display of his manhood, his big balls. Maybe even a man like that comes undone as he strokes his dick, big hairy legs spread, panting, wanting to spurt cum all over his chest. Your dad has a big chest, his hair often peaks out from his shirt when he unbottons it, coming home from a long day of work.
Fuck he must be stressed, maybe he holds back? Saves up his cum for days, just so he can unleash a fat load when he really has the time. You're holding your cock without realizing it, your pants down by your ankles hanging off the bed, you look down watching your hand squeeze a milky drop of precum from your slit, seeing your thumb move to touch it you for a second see your dad's hand, imagine feeling his grip on your dick, and throw your head back, grinding your cock into your palm.
You don't think about it more, reaching over to your nightstand to grab a small bottle of lube, greasing your dick up, closing the cap as your hand starts the familiar motion of stroking. You struggle to kick off your pants for a moment, getting your legs on the bed to stretch them out, each pump on your dick sending pleasure shooting through you, head spinning with the images of your dad, stroking his dick and yours. The shame has your dick throbbing, climbing close to a cum that you know will rock through you. You rotate your wrist over it, eyes squeezing shut as you hold onto an image of your dad over you, his mouth open as a string of spit falls into your mouth, his hand jerking you off furiously, demanding that you cum for your daddy.
The dirty fantasy has you so caught up you don't hear him coming upstairs until your door is opening, jolting you back to reality, caught with your pants down.
"Have you seen my laptop charg—" He's saying, coming to a stop in the doorway as he realizes how he's caught you.
You feel on fire with embarrasment, frozen, with your hand dripping from lube around your dick, that even in the moment will not loose the hardness. He smirks, a fracture of an expression, a flash across his handsome stubbled face.
"Have you seen my laptop charger? I can't find it."
Your jaw has to close before you can swallow, and speak, "Uhm, s'probably on your desk."
"Yeah, I looked there but I didn't find it."
"The one upstairs? In your room."
"Oh, right. I forgot I was coming up to check," He nods, his eyes don't even seem to move off of your gaze, casually ignoring the lewd image of you, "Thanks bud, oh and, you might wanna grab some tissues."
He nods and closes the door, his footsteps heading down the hallway.
You figure you should be unable to finish now, too embarrased to be caught by your dad. Instead you stroke down and up, and have to cover your mouth as cum erupts over your shirt and arm, each frantic jerk of your cock sending shivers through your body, getting every drop of cum out of you, only able to picture your dad as you nut hard.
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You getting caught goes untalked about the next day, the both of you going about as usual. But it's all you can think about, jerking off to the memory again in the morning, in the bathroom midday, the thought jostling in your head as get home in the evening.
You eat dinner alone though, your dad probably having to work late, not that he texted you. You sit in the same spot as usual, looking across at the empty seat, picturing your old man there. He goes from his usual dressed look to naked suddenly, you imagine him wearing nothing but an apron, tucking it to the side to reveal his dick, jerking off over your plate until he creams over the food, and makes you eat it.
You're staring to have a real problem.
You hear him come back home in the evening, laying in bed for once able to do something other than perv about your dad. But a rush of some kind of excitment floods through you hearing him enter, and you force some deep breaths.
You stay in your room, under the sheets and just looking at your phone, you hear movement from downstairs for a while, before his footsteps alert you that he's coming upstairs. For whatever reason you tuck your phone under the pillow and close your eyes, your heart thundering louder as he approaches and stops. Stops? The door creaks open, you almost hold your breath, can almost feel the light from the hallway on your face, he stands there for a moment before you hear the door close, and hear him continue to his room. You let your eyes open, and roll on your back, staring up to the ceiling. You wanna jerk off again.
You give it a while, until it's pretty dark outside, when you creep out of your room and turn to his bedroom door. It's not closed all the way, actually, and you carefully tip-toe forward, reaching the door just peaking inside. You hear something, some kind of shuffling, in front of you is mostly another wall, the dresser, the bathroom door is open, the mirror still foggy from his shower. You press forward, the door swinging noiselessly, and step inside. You quickly move to look inside the bathroom, and spot the thing that has kept you up. Discarded on the floor is your dad's underwear, probably pristine musk from his balls. Your dick is already hard, and you're about to move inside when you hear it.
He groans. Like, moans? You listen closer to the bed very nearby, and realize the shuffling was actually the sheets, because behind that is the faint noise of wet lube. You step backwards and peer around the corner, he's laying in bed on his side, facing away from you, but still you can tell his arm moves, obviously jerking off. By now your cock is completely rock hard, tenting in your pants as your jaw slowly drops. What the fuck do you do now? Your brain can only think about seeing it, your dad's dick. He's panting, groaning, you see the faint blue-light from his phone and know he's looking at something. The thought makes your head spin from excitment, just what does he get off to?
He huffs suddenly and turns over, your eyes widening as he keeps looking to the right, his phone plugged in and charging, the bed sheet falls to reveal his dick, massive. The skin is darker, his pubes thick, his balls hang low and heavy, his foreskin moves up to where a clear spring of precum starts trailing down the thick curve on the underside of his dick. On his phone plays a video, a naked younger man jerking off at a desk, his legs up on the desk, hard dick being frantically stroked, it takes a second for you to recognize the room, and the person. That's you! Your brain whirls back a few weeks to a random video you recorded of yourself, because of course you did. When did he even get that? And he's jerking off to it?
Well before you think about it your standing up, walking briskly up to his bed.
"You like the video dad?"
He jumps, more startled than you've ever seen. He drops his phone by the side of the bed, eyes widening as he takes you in.
"Son! I— I wasn't, I mean, this isn't..."
He's never stammered before, but it makes you smile, you walk around the bed to pick up his phone, turning the volume up so that the sounds you make fill the room, you turn the phone to him with a smirk.
"I recorded this on my computer, how'd you even get? Not that I'm mad, clearly it got your attention..."
"Look I... I wasn't thinking clearly and this—"
"I know that," You cut him off, throwing the blanket off his body, "All your thinking went to that monster, huh?"
"Fuck son!"
His dick stands up, completely still hard. You take a slow breath, your eyes greedily soaking in his body. He is big, and hairy, strong muscles, a big stomach, huge thighs. He's so fucking hot. And as perverted as you. Well, that stands to be tested.
"Keep jerking off daddy," You say, his eyes are wide, staring at you, his face flushed, "I wanna see you cum to me."
You smile, and finally he looks down to see your bulge, and he settles slightly, his hand slowly moving down to his dick.
"You're not... mad?"
"No, I'm pretty happy about this. But honestly dad, you need to make it up to me! So jerk off for me."
He grabs his cock, sighing as he sinks back, his despereate eyes looking up at you, and your phone, where you cum on video, moaning loudly.
"It's ending though, so can't you uhm, show me in person?"
You smirk, locking his phone and putting on the nightstand.
"Anything for you, old man."
You strip quickly, getting onto his bed. Your skin feels electrict as he watches you, his gaze horny and desperate. You spread your legs in front of him and grab your cock, sighing in relief.
"Do you have lube, dad?"
"Oh, yes!"
He grabs it from the drawer in the night stand, passing you a llittle bottle much like your own. You lather you dick up, pleasently watching him squirm.
"I'm so happy your as pervy as me daddy," You say, he gets even redder in the face, you scoot forward a little, letting your legs touch, feeling his hair on your skin, "You know, I've been thinking about you a lot."
"You have?"
"Everytime I cum my brains out."
"Fuck, you jerk off to me."
You nod, lazily stroking yourself, "I snuck in here wanting to grab your boxers, wanted to uh, sniff em and... stroke m'cock."
"Really," He says, he lubes himself up too, starting to stroke the lube over his dick, "You were gonna do that?"
You nod, swallowing the saliva in your mouth, you spread your legs more, feeling them press closer to your dad's.
"Dirty boy."
"Mhm," You shudder, his voice is getting back to it's usual deep tone, gravely, rough, "I am."
"Dirty fucking perv," He groans, he strokes his cock in slow, big motions, staring at your lewd state with such a depraved hunger, "You wanna see your daddy get all stupid off his dick?"
"Yes, yes!" You nod, panting, your stroking is getting you higher off the pleasure, off the dirty situation.
His hand lands on your thigh, the two of you watching the other stroke. The low lighting makes it all feel so secretive, dirtier. His bedroom is full of the wet noises from your cocks, the panting of father and son in sync.
"You look so good boy," He growls, "Your boy-cock is so big!"
"Your so fucking hot dad," You stroke faster, feeling sweaty and overwhelmed by his naked body, "Your so big, I just wanna—I wanna touch you."
He moans, slowing his hand to grip his dick by the base, "Come here then, son."
You gulp, letting go of yourself to move forward, your legs going under his, he picks his knees up, letting you nestle between his thighs. With unsteady hands you reach forward and press your palms on his chest, feeling his hairy body, strong and thick, you slid your hands down over his pecs, down his sides and thighs, before going back and letting your hands grasp your father's cock.
He lets out a gravely moan, his chest rising and falling in deep breaths, "Yes son, touch your daddy's dick."
You smile and bit your lip, slowly bringing both hands up his shaft. He feels so hot under your hands, his cock pulses, and his moans are so sexy as you grind your palm over the tip.
"Fuck, you're doing so good!"
You chuckle, suddenly picking up pace, jacking his cock, "I know, don't you feel so good through your fuck-stick?"
"So good," He mumbles, he puts his hands over his head, mouth parted as he watches you jack him off, "Feels so good son! Fuck."
Your grinning, working his cock faster, keeping your grip tight. He gets dumber and dumber, his eyes rolling back.
"Hah, uh, m'fucking close. Close son, m'gonna cum boy if you—"
Your dick is hard its hurting, sitting so close to your dad it's almost touching him, and with a slight movement it rests just under his balls, picking the sack up. He looks down, his eyes widening and closing, he's so close to cumming his balls get pulled tight. You see his adam's apple bob, as he looks at you.
"My ass," He moans, "Put your fucking boy-stick in my ass."
"Huh?"
"Now! Make me cum! Fuck your daddy."
"Oh shit," You gulp, you move your hips forward, your dick already so close to his hole.
"Just—shove it in, boy, fucking—"
Holding his dick for purchase, you shift your hips forward, and your dick pushes into his ass with surprising ease. The tip getting inside, you thrust and breach into his ass.
"—shove, OH FUUUCK!"
He growls, eyes and head thrown back. His hole tight and hot, your dick being sucked into his body. The moment you're balls deep he erupts, his hole clenching onto every greasy inch of you.
"Huh, cumming—cumming!" He's yelling.
His dick paints the both of you in his cum, hot and sticky fluid landing over his chest, mixing in with his sweaty body hair. It lands on your chest and arms, it's all so intense you realize you're about to cum, from how tightly his hole clamps around you.
"Wait dad! Fuck I'm gonna cum lemme—"
His hands suddenly grab you, pulling you ontop of him, it takes a second to realize he's kissing you, his stuble sharp against your cheeks, his mouth hot and still tasting faintly of toothpaste. You let yourself melt in your dad's mouth and ass, fucking into him with harsh, loud thrusts.
Your mouths part, leaning your forehead against his. His composure is completely gone, his mouth open and his legs around your waist. Your mind is fog, barely able to process you're fucking your dad. Each thrust slams so deep inside him, his hairy pecs bounce with the force. And your cock is throbbing, a load so ready to explode yet you're holding on, you're not sure for how long you can but his ass is heaven.
"You feel so fucking good!" You say to him, your voice is low and in a harsh whisper.
He whines, a sound you didn't think he could make. So high pitched and desperate, his arms are wrapped tightly around your neck, his nails digging into your back. You feel unable to stop thrusting, your dick almost melting inside his ass.
"I'm so close, I'm gonna cum inside you. You want that? You want your son to breed your ass?"
He's nodding, sounds all caught in his throat, tears starting to pool from his eyes.
"Yes—cum inside!" He whines, "Daddy!"
Did he just?—
You moan so loud it's like yelling, finally your dick explodes inside him, your hips thrusting it in as deep as you can, pushing his knees up as forward as he can go. Your eyes roll back as your tongue hangs out, he opens his mouth letting your spit slide inside. With every thrust more cum shoots inside, filling his guts with your cum. Your dick is so sensitive it almost hurts, but you can't stop, slamming your dick inside until it churns your cum.
"Daddy," He mewls, his head falling back, "Fuck, I'm so full..."
You pant, slowing down until you can focus again, seeing your dad under you completely fucked out. You sigh, sweaty and spent, and lean back on your knees, letting your softening dick slide out of his hole. You find it puffy and bred, slimey whiteness slowly dripping from his hole, gaped and grasping around nothing.
You fall back, trying to catch your breath, only wondering how your dad was so good at getting fucked, and if he'd let you do it again.
And for once in a long time, you went to sleep without being so horny.
Matheo Capelli & Gem Deger Le Syndrome de l'été sans fin (2023)
dad who's son is crying in his lap so he's bouncing his leg to "calm him down" while also trying to hide the rock hard boner in his pants
this is what i mean when i say i want avengers infighting
i saw a tiktok months ago about how people ship swesson to avoid wincest and i think that's a fundemental misunderstanding of the entire ship dynamic. swesson doesn't avoid incest in any way if anything it amplifies the incest because it's implying that if they weren't aware they were brothers they would fuck
drunk dad whimpering and slurring out moans pathetically as he ruts a dildo in and out of himself fast, legs spread wide, calling his son's name over and over as he drools into the sheets
son watching through a crack in the door, biting his lip and stroking himself in pace with how his dad fucks himself, thinking that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to "interrupt" his father's little masturbation session and rut into his cunt like that for real
Son who loves using his dad’s cunt as a cockwarmer. So warm, wet, and tight, and his cock slips inside like it belongs there. All snug inside where he came from and gets all whiny and needy when he sheathes himself in his daddy. Home sweet home.